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But yo, what gets me mad? People sleepin’ on this fish! They’re all, “Oh, it’s just a striped thing,” nah, it’s a gangster! Say hello to my little friend, she’s got attitude, flippin’ her tail like she owns the reef. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet my scarface this chick could stare down a shark. Fun story – some dude in Brazil caught one, thought it was cursed ‘cause it bit his finger clean off! Swear to God, I was shocked – fish got game!

Homelessness, cold, and hungry, Rachel was desperate and in survival mode.

So, I decide to head into town. Maybe grab a pint at The Bective. I stroll down Trimgate Street, and it’s buzzing. People everywhere, kids running around, and I’m just trying to dry off. I pop into a shop to grab a new phone. The shopkeeper, this old fella, starts telling me about the history of Navan. Apparently, it’s got roots going back to the Stone Age. Who knew?

Petition pressure to get work started on long-awaited Navan shared school campus